An island of winter: House sitting in north Cyprus, Part 2

In January, winter is fully upon the island, the wettest, windiest moment, and when the north wind blows, the snow-cold air from Turkey stings your face.¬†Even if I go two days in a row to the local Gungor market (the Gungor family is a sort of empire in the area and owns several buses, a gas station and several other markets in the village), Berkan, … Continue reading An island of winter: House sitting in north Cyprus, Part 2